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Cigarettes And Cyanide
These walls that lie before me are all I have left of my past
The scars bring back the memories I wish I didn't have
Enclose me in your boiling rain in which I can't escape
Cut myself with my lies and all of my mistakes
This place feels like Eden to the world outside
No love, no pain or sorrow, just a place where I can hide
I regret ignoring all of your advice
Now I wish I listened because it could've saved my life
But if I could turn back time and do it all again
I'd do everything the same, I love the mess I'm in
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Nathan West
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